A Few Days
Two days ago, we saw a live puppet theater in the backyard of a Prospect Park neighbor on Franklin Avenue.
The title of the production was “The Adventures of Juan Bobo”, and the second half of it, which we caught, was really fun. The live accordion player made it really… lovely, too.
I do wish I could have seen the production of “The Amazing Cow Boat”, which can be summarized thusly:
The Amazing Cow Boat tells the story of a boy named Charlie who is playing pretend in the bath tub. He dives into his imagination where he becomes the captain of a boat that is part cow, part boat, part amazing.
There are more shows in other places, perhaps I will catch the Cow Boat show.
One day ago, it was our third year wedding anniversary. Somehow, with all the changes we’ve been going through (buying our first car together, considering living somewhere by choice rather than by necessity, figuring out our careers and family plans), we both knew that a lot needed to be written in the cards we exchanged. And we wrote a lot, a lot about how we felt now and about our future. And you know what? That brought us closer together. It’s probably a good sign that one of us didn’t write a novella while the other just put “Love you lots!” Nice to be on the same page.
So we went to a lazy river at the new Como Park Pool. We lazy rivered for about 20 minutes, which is exactly the right amount of time to lazy river on a small lazy river on a beautiful late summer’s evening on your third wedding anniversary. I suggested we make this a tradition. No matter where we are or what we are doing on our anniversary, we find a lazy river and then lazy river on it. (This paragraph brought to you by verbing).
These days, we’re starting to do more things. Saw a movie on a weeknight with Nils. Had dinner with old and new friends (Emily Fulton and her boyfriend Nick). Did stuff that felt more like living life than surviving. We’re both trying to figure out what type of structure we want for our days, weeks, years… and it is hard because right now we have fewer restrictions on our lives than ever before. Mykala is beginning to consider her transition out of school, I’m in the middle of mine.
I love her more than anything, and that fact is my North Star.